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The sun fades against the sky,
breaking the sky into many colors;
setting blaze of color to the peoples eyes.

Outside my window a bird eats seeds.
It's wings flutter as it hops,
looking for more to consume.

The world spins through it's cycle;
night turning into whatever it pleases.

I cannot see these things.
I cannot see what is before, behind, or beside me.
I have lost my connection,
my pulse;
I wonder if it will return?

My thoughts return and repeat,
not blending but clashing.
My thoughts do not appear,
they have left me.

I wonder if it will return...
or return me?